I screamed as he bit down on my neck, my legs gave way beneath me. A marble-strong arm wrapped around me to prevent me falling away from his lips. A purring sound erupted from his chest at the feeling of my blood running down his throat. My scream died down due to lack of oxygen but I didn't start to scream again. He was going to kill me but I didn't care. He wouldn't care, he didn't love me. Death could me the get-away I needed. I fell back into the vampire's chest and angled my neck so that it was easier to reach. Immediately, he pulled away, the purring dying in his throat. I fell to the ground in pain. Venom coursed through my veins. His face flashed through my mind. The vampire in front of me ran off, looking horrified. I heard growls and a flash of fiery red hair sprint after him. Victoria. Great, now I won't die because she's running after the vampire who did try to kill me. The pain overwhelmed me and I yelled out his name. It burned my lips as it passed through them for the first time in months.
Why was I calling his name? If he hadn't left I wouldn't be here to live forever without anyone. Alone. Without love. Without him.
Oh, how I hated him now.
EPOV (A/N: About a week later. Yes it's towards the end of NM)Bella. My Bella. I just wish I knew that she was happy, safe. I wished I could see her, feel her, kiss her. The pain was excruciating. I needed her.
NO!
I can't go back. I wouldn't be able to leave again. But I was already running, I was in North America so I didn't need to catch a plane. I just ran and ran and ran.
Finally I saw the 'Welcome to Forks' sign and I sighed in relief. At last I came to Bella's home and frowned. Bella's scent here was stale. It led into the forest and didn't come back. Fear crept into my mind. What had happened to my angel? Where was she? I took a step towards the forest. Suddenly small, strong arms jerked me back. Alice was here.
"Read this Edward. You'll understand, I'm sorry." I turned to see Alice; she looked horrible as if she'd been sobbing tearlessly for days. She was holding out a newspaper clipping. It was from 2 days ago. I saw Bella's face smiling up at me from the picture. There was something wrong about it though, something with eyes, with her expression. Then I caught on, she wasn't happy, she was just smiling for the camera. She was in the lounge room. Her eyes didn't have that beautiful sparkle that they used to hold, they were lifeless, they were dead. Then I noticed it was a front-page story. Not good. I read the first line and my already still heart froze. No…
'18 year old Isabella Marie Swan is missing, presumed dead.' I took nearly everything I had to keep reading past that line. My eyes were glued to it. I closed my eyes then opened them, reading on. Fearing what would come next. 'Before her disappearance Isabella was catatonic for 3 weeks after being left by her boyfriend. At first she seemed to be getting over it, going through the normal everyday activities that we go through. But 3 days ago she went missing and hasn't been found despite all attempts made by her father, Fork's Chief of Police. The question that is circulating the town, and was always thought to happen eventually because of her condition, is did Miss Isabella Swan commit' I couldn't force myself to read that word or anymore. It was too much. My knees buckled underneath me as I fell to the ground. But I didn't even notice. No, she can't be dead. But she was. I couldn't live without her; I knew that, I'd always known that. I couldn't live without her; I could do the same thing she did. Die. Then we could, possibly be together again. The Volturi, that's who I needed. A small hand tightened on my wrist, reminding me that my little pixie sister was here. I'd been to lost in my sorrow to feel anything else. I'd thought I was alone.
"Oh no, you don't. You're not giving yourself up like she did." Wait, what? Give up? She gave up? After she promised?
"Alice. What did you see?" She gave me a worried look before opening the floodgates that was her mind. Bella was in the woods, alone. Why was she when I'd told her not to? A flash of red flickered in the trees. Bella didn't see it. I doubted she was seeing that much at all. The pain that brought was unbearable so I forced myself to focus on what Alice was showing me. A male vampire, not Victoria had bitten Bella's neck and she was screaming. a strangled sob escaped my lips. Then the scream died in her throat due to lack of air and she seemed almost … happy. She fell back into the man's arms, angling her neck towards his lips. Alice's vision then blacked out. Now I knew what she'd meant, Bella had given up. But it was more than that, as soon as she'd gotten over the pain she'd helped him kill her. She'd wanted to die. It was clear from the way she'd adjusted herself in his grip, helping him to get her blood faster. What had I done to my angel?